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From the mountains of... Vermont. The famous mountains where the Vermontians/ Vermonks/ Vermoutains escaped the Nazis in World War 2, and it was the subject of a famous movie and musical that featured this actual Von Trapp family. I don't know why they had to leave Vermont, but those are some lovely mountains and catchy songs, so let's have a look at their beer.
I will admit to having ignored the giant word dunkel in the middle of the can, and all I looked at was the fact that it said dark lager. When I poured it, I thought to myself that this is not a black lager! Well, this fits in just fine for a dunkel. Mahogany tones support an eggshell white cap of miniscule bubbles that could be very easily mistaken for nitrogen bubbles with just how tiny they are. The aroma has dark fruit, yeast, and bread. Molasses may be on the horizon, but I am enjoying the aroma as it sits.
First sip is whizbang drinkable. I'm not sure I have ever classified dunkels as one of my favorite styles, but I probably should. The dark fruits join up with a tangy yeast and a solid cracker malt. Yes, I thought I was smelling bread, but this definitely tastes more of crackers. Does it have the molasses? Well, a sip is not good enough for me to tell you. Fortunately, I was already planning on following this up with a solid swig.
Tip-in is mild carbonation tingle over dark fruit rinds and what I can only describe is fruit cake. I know that I thought the malt was cracker when I took a sip, but I can only tell you what I'm experiencing. The center is unsurprisingly smooth with brown sugar and spices entertaining the taste buds. The finish is a few more spices added to the delicious mix before spices and a tart twang head into the trail off.
Bottom Line: A delicious representation of the style.
4.0/5
